(Poetry)
Raging ocean beneath the sky
Wave after wave pass me by
Nymphs wander, worn and pale;
A shining knight with silver sword
A haunted ferry none would board—
Pages torn off a fairy tale.
Raucous laughter floats around,
Starting at every sudden sound
My tadpole heart flutters wild;
Clouds bring forth drizzling rain
Pent up rage births biting pain—
Distant wails of a forlorn child.
Teardrops freeze the lake of fire;
A trail of light and my deep desires
Like aimless seagulls, lose their way.
Dreams rise up, and then just die
Fleeting feelings end in sighs—
Promises fade into forgotten days. (Poetry)
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Souvik Chakraborty, by profession a mid-level manager at Steel Authority of India Ltd., has, since his early days, been a voracious reader of both literary and popular fiction. Till date he has edited eight acclaimed anthologies in English, and a handful in Bengali as well. When not busy collating stories, Souvik likes to try his hand at penning poems and speculative yarns, and over the past few years, has contributed a number of short pieces to various renowned periodicals. He loves playing the guitar, and his hobbies include listening to rock music and watching thriller movies.
